Chapter 1016: Chapter 33 Jason: I just wanted to have dinner, that’s all!_2

But in the next moment, the man screamed even more pitifully.

Because Hui Lijing had smeared his face with chili water.

Eyes, nostrils, such fragile places, when in contact with chili water, that sensation is enough to make a normal person break down.

The man before her, though appearing strong, did not transcend the category of a normal person.

Therefore, when he hazily saw Hui Lijing pulling out lime, preparing to smear it on his face, the man gave up resisting.

“It’s ‘King of Fighters’ tournament!”

“Hosted by some mysterious tycoons!”

“They have invited famous fighters from all over the world!”

“Our ‘Extreme Style’ was also invited, but King stole our invitation — taking advantage of our master’s seclusion, she stole the invitation, and naturally, we had to find her!”

The sturdy man explained.

Hui Lijing frowned upon hearing this.

It wasn’t that she suspected the man was lying.

According to what she knew about that person’s character, it was highly probable that this was true.

As for why?

Naturally, she couldn’t bear being a ‘reserve’.

In the eyes of that person, being a reserve fighter and a real female fighter, although seemingly not much different, such a title is clearly unacceptable.

Especially when a defeated follower has an invitation, and she does not.

Naturally, she would do something about it.

But…

Did that person really not receive an invitation?

Hui Lijing thought as she returned to her car.

Ryosuke also turned around and went back to the car.

Jason had already settled back into the back seat early on.

Although Hui Lixiang is important, dinner is more so.

His mind was already involuntarily filled with the scent of beef.

Old Monk of Tongshou Temple, however, furrowed his brows.

“A fighting tournament sponsored by mysterious tycoons?”

The old monk murmured.

“What’s wrong, Master?”

Hui Lijing turned her head.

“It’s nothing.”

“I seem to have heard something similar before.”

“But I’m not sure.”

The old monk waved his hand, then reassured Hui Lijing again: “Don’t worry, with Miss Hui Lixiang’s abilities, even if she participates in the fighting tournament, there shouldn’t be any problem.”

“Mhm.”

Hui Lijing nodded, restarted the car.

Avoiding those still groaning in pain, Hui Lijing drove onto the main road.

“Master, has there ever been a fighting tournament hosted by tycoons before?”

Seating in the passenger seat, Ryosuke asked, unable to contain his curiosity.

“Of course.”

“And not just once.”

“The Inside World, while mysterious, is also interdependent with the outside world–it cannot detach from the outside world, so whenever there are unsolvable disputes in the outside world, they are resolved within the Inside World.”

“And what better way to resolve such disputes than a ‘fighting competition’?”

“It not only prevents the outbreak of wars in the outside world but also effectively allows the Inside World to demonstrate its strength, dispelling unnecessary thoughts.”

“It’s a win-win.”

The old monk of Tongshou Temple explained.

“Do you and those Onmyoji also participate?”

Ryosuke continued to ask.

“I’m an old man now, how could I participate?”

“Those proud Onmyoji mostly do not participate either.”

“The real participants are martial artists, fighters from various historical schools, or those with exemplary talents.”

“Because, in a closed era, they were the ‘bridge’ between the outside and Inside Worlds.”

“It was they who made some of the madmen in the Inside World become sensible.”

When the old monk mentioned ‘madmen,’ his brow involuntarily furrowed again.

Madmen?

Those Inside World powerhouses who regard people as mere ants?!

Hui Lijing, who had once heard this described by Jason, thought to herself.

Ryosuke, who had just transferred to the ‘Zero’ department today, had not yet officially been in contact.

However, obviously, Ryosuke had some guesses.

“Madmen?”

“Them?”

Ryosuke tentatively inquired.

“There are always some who upon acquiring power far surpassing others, become self-important.”

“No!”

“Rather, everyone is like that.”

“It’s just that some can restrain themselves.”

“Some cannot.”

“With their belief that they are naturally superior, confrontations are bound to erupt under such a premise.”

“And the reason we can still peacefully go have dinner, we should be grateful to those ancestors who fought for our living space.”

The old monk of Tongshou Temple said, bringing his hands together again.

Ryosuke, meanwhile, pondered.

He didn’t pursue further questions.

The attitude of the old monk from Tongshou Temple had already made it clear that the battle that erupted was far beyond imagination.

Bleeding and sacrifice were naturally inevitable.

Even, this number far exceeded imagination.

Inexplicably, he thought of those colleagues who had sacrificed.

Unable to help himself, Ryosuke’s nose tingled with acidity.

Then, the middle-aged detective changed the subject.

“Do these martial artists also participate in expelling ‘demons’?”

Ryosuke asked.

“Of course.”

“Initially, when expelling ‘demons’, these martial artists were the main force.”

“By the way, in that era, people mostly referred to them as– ”

“Swordsmen!”

The old monk nodded affirmatively.

“Swordsmen?”

“The kind of swordsmen who can slice cherry blossoms with a single slash?”

Driving, Hui Lijing suddenly asked excitedly.

You know, before she dreamt of becoming a barista, she wanted to be a swordsman!

Even now, whenever she thinks about carrying a long sword and a wine gourd, humming boldly and charging forward, she can’t help but feel joy spontaneously.

Unfortunately…

She was too poor!

She couldn’t even afford a wooden sword back then.

She had no choice but to become a barista!

Certainly not because when feeding those naughty kids cow dung, she suddenly thought of civet coffee, and changed her mind.

“Hahaha.”

“Yes, something like that.”

“But even more powerful than that.”

“It is rumored that there was one who could slash flying swallows in the sky with Sword Qi.”

“And some, whose long swords could unleash lightning, and their hair would turn from black to golden.”

The old monk from Tongshou Temple was smiling while sharing interesting tales about swordsmen with Hui Lijing.

“Are they really that amazing?”

Hui Lijing’s eyes were full of longing.

“Yes, very amazing.”

“But that was in the past.”

“Now, there are few such swordsmen left, and if there are, they are likely not in the Inside World but probably in ‘Heian-kyo’.”

The old monk said, his eyes also filled with longing.

Who doesn’t dream of roaming the world with a sword?

If it weren’t for him being too overweight in the past, he would have done the same.

Unfortunately…

Time is ruthless.

Now?

He just wants to retire back to the countryside.

To bask in the sun, stroke cats, stroke dogs.

Just to leisurely spend the rest of his days like that.

As for the rest?

No thoughts.

No thoughts.

The old monk sighed softly in his heart, hands joined in prayer.

“Master, is it the ‘Glowing Culinary Inn’ ahead?”

Hui Lijing asked, looking at the restaurant ahead with two exquisite lanterns hanging in front.

“That’s the place.”

The old monk of Tongshou Temple nodded.

In fact, the waiters at the entrance of the inn, seeing the car coming, had already come out to greet them.

“Good evening, Master Tongshou Temple.”

“Good evening, distinguished guests.”

The waiter quickly opened the car door and greeted them with a bow.

The old monk from Tongshou Temple returned the gesture.

Then personally led the way for Jason.

Jason twitched his nostrils.

The corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.

The smell of delicious beef!

The scent of meat released by the collision of charcoal and beef fat was truly tempting!

Jason held back his excitement and followed behind the old monk from Tongshou Temple,

Clearly, this was not the old monk’s first visit.

He expertly lifted the curtain, pushed the door open, and gestured for Jason to enter.

Just as Jason was about to step forward, behind them, a convoy of five cars slowly approached.

It seemed they had also chosen ‘Glowing Culinary Inn’.

However, just as this convoy was about to draw near, an unexpected incident occurred–dozens of rockets with blinding trails shot from afar–

Boom!

Boom boom!

Boom boom boom!